Steve Aoki | Datsik | Mustard Pimp | Matt Porter
The Egyptian Room at Old National Centre
February 21, 2012
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I had seen Steve Aoki and Datsik in the summer of 2011 at IDentity Festival. Datsik was a complete surprise to me. We had just saw Holy Ghost! perform a fantastic set and ran into Afrobeta on the sidelines. Trying to talk to Smurfio became almost impossible when Datsik took the stage. The only thing we could do was part ways and go gaze on some of the most mind-blowing Dupstep I have heard. He blew everyone’s hair back with such intensity it felt like you were being electrocuted. And when you think it couldn’t get any more intense, the Canadian would say “Here comes the brown note,” and turn the bass up louder. It was a memorable performance that not just set a precedent for the rest of the day, but for Dubstep period.
Later that evening Steve Aoki took the same stage with his larger than life letters (A-O-K-I) sprawled across the stage and videos from his various songs taking form behind him as he pulled out his number with Lil’ John or the team up with Rivers Cuomo from Weezer. An outline of a cow illustration burned into our minds as he performed the testament to who he has become, the son of the founder of Benihana and anti-fur activist. “No Beef” has given those who respect animals a theme song for the 21st Century, although in reality, the song is about the human condition.
It was a great way to spend a summer evening outdoors watching Aoki spray champagne on a hungry crowd of electro heads or running from one side to the other like a cheerleader, pumping up the techo savages.
Months have gone by since IDentity and the opportunity to see both Datsik and Aoki share a stage again was irresisteble. How would the Egyptian Room handle the bass of Datsik? What does Aoki have up his sleeve? The answer was soon to come.
Again, we made our descendage down Mass Ave. to the venue, passing by bustling restaurants and people noodling away on their laptops and downing cups of Starbucks. These people didn’t get it. They would live their lives not knowing the insatiable knowledge that we did, nor were they about to experience what we were going to, for good and bad.
Even though we didn’t know it at the time, it was nice to know that normality existed as things were about to get “weird,” or so a group of dudes proclaimed to me just as Mustard Pimp took the stage. “Let’s get weird,” they screamed. My reply? “Hell yes! Let’s get weird.” Little did they know I was just satisfying their needs for bro bonding while setting my sights on Matt Porter.

Porter put on a nice set that turned into a great warm up, like stretching before that marathon run. His style was smooth and House-laden beats pumped through the speakers like getting your blood pressure taken and the adrenaline flowing.

I The adrenaline came from Mustard Pimp. I wasn’t interested in seeing Mustard Pimp to begin with and did not find the YouTube find all that thrilling, but after they blasted into their set, two on the decks and one on a drum kit, it was like everything from ‘90s electro resurrected, re-animating the monster to reek havoc on the village.

The songs were intense and powerful. These guys were pumped and the music reflected it. It was nice that the crowd also reflected this. Hardly a full floor, the people who were there, were there for the music, and that in itself made this show impressive. It’s a shame the drunk who passed out five minutes into the show, missed an awe-inspiring set.


Even though the room was not packed, Datsik came out to a roaring crowd. Adorned in his usual uniform of a ball cap and t shirt, we expected him to explode. Instead he pulled off the unexpected.

Datsik warped this Progressive House set while peppering in Dubstep and taking the music and his talent to another dimension. It was not what we expected, but something we were thankful for by the end of it all. We had earplugs, but it was not necessary. It gave me a new perspective on the DJ and showed off his talents.
Like a nervous tick, he was in constant motion, bumping up and down to the beat, arms in the air, hands all over his mixing board. He threw together amazing remixes along with his staples like “Guess I Got My Swagga Back” and “Firepower.” By the end he was really appreciative.


When Steve Aoki’s stage set was revealed, there was not much different than from his set up at IDentity. After Aoki came out, took a photo of the audience and tweeted it or did whatever with his phone, he jumped down off his gear and went to work.

Aoki intro’d the set with “Steve Jobs.” It was a gentle build up, but after a few songs into his set, he began to pull out the big guns. He went into “Tornado” and then “Turbulence.” As Lil’ Jon yells “higher,” behind him on the video screen, the champagne gets shook a little harder until the crowd gets sprayed once again like a christening.
Not much had changed on stage. It felt like it took him a while to really get into it and show the energy he had last summer.
In early January, he released his anticipated full length, Wonderland that features a mixture of team ups (the Lil Jons, the Afrojacks, the Rivers Cuomo). But then there are new surprises on the album that shine out like his work with Wynter Gordon on “Ladi Dadi,” Lovefoxxx on “Heartbreaker” and Kid Cudi on “Cudi the Kid.” These songs show the richness Aoki has at assembling amazing House remixes within Top 40 thematics, creating his own interpretation of modern pop music. Don’t get me wrong, the songs that have become staples for Aoki’s set are still as vibrant as hearing them the first time, but you can only spray people in the face with your music so many times before they want a new kind of kick. How many times does the Flaming Lips have to shower their crowd with confetti or LMFAO wiggle their penises to prove that their are sexy. Aoki has carved out a niche that although has become habitual is now almost expected.

He ramped things up with his aggro-protest song “The Kids Will Have Their Say,” and “New Noise,” with Refused on the background video.
The signature raft came out as a crowd member sailed across people’s heads and Aoki ran about the stage rallying the troops to a heightened state of dance frenzy, People were indeed getting “weird.”

Even though I would consider Aoki’s set a moderate one, it was still worth the trip back to experience every one on the bill. To the dude who came in drunk, passed out, puked, passed out again and then got kicked out all in the first 15 minutes of the show—you missed it!
